"Roar!!

"Boom~~"

The more than 30 members of the Aotian Alliance within a radius of 10 meters were all hit to the ground by several water dragons, causing negative effects that can only be seen in various games, such as 'coma' and 'vertigo', although various negative impact signs did not appear on their heads, they temporarily lost consciousness.

Looking at this group of people, a sneer appeared on Zhao Chen's face, without the usual gentle appearance, at this moment, he has turned into a killing star, killing, punishing the heavens, the heavens will not punish, he Zhao Chen will punish him!

His dark eyes flashed with terrifying killing intent, and after the first skill was used, he shouted again: "Calling for wind and rain - tornado rain strike!" ”

The skill unique to the disciples of Ryugu has become a subsidiary skill of the Demon God profession at this time.

The water dragon with a chilling and majestic aura, but full of murderous aura, the two contradictory auras condensed on their bodies, and the huge coercion made the people with lower strength around Zhao Chen all shocked to take a few steps back.

The first wave of attack effects is not completely over, and the second wave of attacks has arrived.

It's still a water dragon, it's still a terrifying large-scale group attack, in the eyes of outsiders, this is more like some kind of profound mystical technique performed by Xuanli, but only Zhao Chen himself knows that this is a spell, a variety of spells from Chinese legends, which are taken from the essence of 'dreams', which is why there is a tornado strike.

The vision of heaven and earth is being staged at this moment, and the thunder and lightning in the void are staggered, and the sound of explosion and thunder is non-stop.

In the second wave of attacks, dozens of water dragons finally bombarded those who were in a state of 'coma' and 'vertigo' with super strength in the horrified eyes of everyone, and suddenly, one by one, they spurted blood, and fell weakly, the ground was already wet with the liquid mixed with blood and rain, and none of the thirty-six people, after two blows, finally survived.

Zhao Qing and the others had already stopped attacking, looking at Zhao Chen in shock, looking at the young man who was still calm and calm between the killings.

Not only because of his shocking spells, but also because of his decisive surname, everyone, for the first time to see the other side of Zhao Chen, it turned out that that gentle and elegant, with a modest smile at that moment, that elegant scholar-like young man, actually had such a side.

"I used to think that the young master was too kind, and such a surname is not suitable for this world, but now it seems that the kindness of the young master is not for everyone." Ye Yan smiled.

Zhao Ling stroked his beard and smiled: "Isn't it better in this way?" ”

"This mysterious technique can actually trigger the vision of heaven and earth, how many secrets are still hidden in the young master?" In a corner where no one was looking, a gruff old man's eyes were full of astonishment, and his mouth was making a sound that only he could hear.

This person is none other than the Great Elder of Xuanwumen, Liu Xuan, who followed all the way from Chi Qingcheng!

After Zhao Chen killed thirty-six people, he looked at the sluggish Zhao Qing and the others, frowned and shouted: "Dad, you don't want to do it quickly!" The hatred of the sky will definitely arrive soon, and we must not let go of the fish that slipped through the net! ”

Zhao Qing came back to his senses, holding a silver spear, flickering in the dark night light, the whole person was constantly changing positions in the dense crowd, and everywhere he passed, there would be a scream, and a trace of scarlet blood would be brought out.

Zhao Ling's attack was even more open, and the Zhao family's marksmanship was even more perfect in his hands.

With every time he drinks, there will definitely be a few people who will be picked off, the basic moves of the Zhao family's marksmanship are collapsed, pointed, picked, pierced, etc., ordinary actions, but they exert extraordinary power, even Ye Mad on the side has to admit that the Zhao family makes the gun almost not many people can compare, in terms of gunmanship alone, maybe the Zhao family is qualified to be the first.

When the night of killing, when the soul is broken, the blood flows like a river!

Ye Mad is a king-level nine-star powerhouse, every move of his is with a dignified might, every style, is as heavy as a thousand pounds, where the heavy sword goes, the throat will be broken, no one can stop him, the division, general, marquis, and even the king level can't go through a move in his hands.

The first person under the emperor level of the Xuanwu Domain, his name was not called out in vain!

Look at Zhao Chen again, at this time, the green clothes he was wearing had been stained with blood, his eyes had become a little red, and the anger and evil aura gradually enveloped him, coupled with the blood stained on his clothes, making him look more like a murderer, he looked extremely hideous at the moment, and his delicate face was stained with a little blood, adding a bit of evil temperament.

The corners of his mouth had been slightly upturned from beginning to end, but in the current situation, it looked extremely evil.

General-level one-star, his strength can be compared to the general-level one-star, but although there are many general-level powerhouses in the Aotian Alliance, they are not cabbages on the side of the road, accounting for less than 5000:1, and at this time, these general-level powerhouses are scattered among various squads, and they have no effect at all, and they are attacked and killed by the summoned beasts sent by Zhao Chen.

Not only the generals, but also the Hou-level powerhouses all suffered the same result.

There are only king-level powerhouses, Zhao Chen hasn't moved them for the time being, it's not that Zhao Chen doesn't want to move them, but they haven't appeared yet, I'm afraid, they will eventually appear with Hating Tian, otherwise, Zhao Chen doesn't mind killing a few king-level powerhouses first and cutting off Hating Tian's right-hand man.

"Kill!" "Kill!" "Kill!"

The people of the Aotian Alliance were also crazy, rushing up one by one, completely not knowing what fear was.

Taking advantage of the moment of killing a group of people around him, Zhao Chen took the ghost cut the grass, and the magic power in his body suddenly recovered to fullness, he smiled slightly, this smile looked very sunny, but the people around him felt cold all over his body, it was this smile, every time he showed this smile, it meant that he was going to use the group attack surname Xuan technique again.

But this time they guessed wrong......

Zhao Chen silently recited in his heart: "Breaking the waves - the dragon swings its tail!" ”

Suddenly, a water dragon appeared around his body, and slowly rotated around his body, and a visible light curtain slowly formed on the surface of his body, breaking the waves - the dragon swinging tail, the dragon valley defense surname spell, the level 1 divine dragon swinging tail, enough to make Zhao Chen bear 20% less damage, at this moment, he couldn't help but want to do it himself, instead of using magic.

The tip of the Liu Yue spear reflected a bright light, and as soon as Zhao Chen's posture was set, he began to kill wildly.

Dressed in green clothes, a spear, and a handsome young man with long hair.

"The Hidden Dragon of Zero Point Seven Transformations goes to sea!"

"Zero Point Seven Changes: Dragon Wandering Heaven and Earth!"

In an instant, everywhere he passed, they all fell in pieces, Zhao Zilong's inheritance marksmanship seemed to be no worse than the power of the Dragon Valley spell, in this dense crowd, with Zhao Chen's extremely fast shooting speed, even the speed of the spell killing could not catch up with the 0.7 change move.

"Kill him, kill this kid!"

"Boy, you're going to die!"

It's a pity that no matter how fierce the people of the Aotian Alliance shouted, they still couldn't do much damage to Zhao Chen.

Because, every group of people who approached Zhao Chen, among them who exceeded the ground level, were killed by the summoned beasts who were hiding in the dark and waiting for the opportunity, while the mutant ghost general was temporarily hiding in the dark and did not take action, because Zhao Chen did not seem to scare away the hated sky because of the mutant ghost general.

The spear was very sharp at picking off the surnames of several people, and Zhao Chen's heart was irrepressibly gushing out of blood, this kind of battle against the physical surname was the most likely to arouse his blood surname.

At this moment, he felt his blood burning, boiling.

The excitement of a real sword and gun battle made him laugh, and then he slowly chanted the famous five-character poem "Chivalrous Journey": "Haha... Ha... Ha! Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star. Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles......"

Zhao Qing and the others also heard this poem and felt the scene at this moment, although it was not exactly the same, but it was somewhat resonated, the speed of the spear swing became faster and faster, and a smile appeared on their faces.

Ye Mad glanced at Zhao Chen in surprise, and secretly sighed: "Such a masterpiece, listening to people's blood boiling, the wisdom of the young master, I'm afraid it can really fight with the ancient princes, even if it is not as good, it is not much worse." ”

When he chanted 'The bones of the dead man, not ashamed of the world', Zhao Chen's surroundings were already filled with corpses.

No one dares to take the initiative anymore, Zhao Chen's murderous action seems to be in line with the rhythm of the poem, every time he is excited, his spear will gush out greater power and sweep out a wider range, he is not only a murderer, but also an immortal in the poem.

"Curious, a teenager! Young Master, Young Master, you still show your superior wisdom. Liu Xuan, who was hiding in the shadows, couldn't help but sigh, and at the same time, he also recalled that excellent poem in his mind, and couldn't help but whisper: "Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming......"

On a bright moonlit night, when the blood flows, the masterpiece flows into the world!

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